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    Gordon replied, “As for Verena, hermunication records and financial transactions are also clean. However, the surveince footage presents a challenge. Verena lives in an older neighborhood where surveince recordings are only stored for a week before being overwritten. Unfortunately, we couldn’t retrieve footage from the time when Minna escaped. Without it, we can’t confirm whether Minna went to see Verena or not.”


    The room fell into a tense silence. After a while, Lucas, his jaw tight, finally spoke.


    “Keep investigating.”


    “Yes, Mr. rk,” Gordon responded without hesitation.


    Lucas waved him off.


    “You can go back to thepany now.”


    With a quick nod, Gordon said, “Mr. rk. Ms. Wright, I’ll take my leave now.”


    Belinda walked over to the chair beside Lucas’ hospital bed and sat down.


    “What do you think about the matter?” Lucas asked gently.


    Belinda exhaled slowly.


    “Honestly? I’m not sure,” she admitted, shaking her head. She lowered her gaze, her tone growing heavier.


    “I asked my mother about it. She said…”


    Kylee called her and told her not to visit the Wright family’s residence anymore. Apparently, they argued about it on the phone.


    Lucas arched an eyebrow.


    “Do you believe her?”


    Belinda’s lips curved into a faint, self-deprecating smile.


    “At this point, I don’t even know if I should trust her or if I can trust her at all,” she said, the bitterness in her voice unmistakable.


    Lucas leaned back slightly, his gaze fixed on her as he processed her words. For a moment, he didn’t respond, unsure of what to say. Holley’s actions were undeniably suspicious, yet no concrete evidence had surfaced linking her to the incident.


    They were stuck in a dilemma, unable to confirm or dismiss anything definitively.


    The silence stretched until Belinda suddenly lifted her head, as though struck by a thought. Her eyes met Lucas’.


    “On my way here, Darwin called me. He said he wants toe to the hospital to see you.”


    At the mention of Darwin’s name, Lucas’ expression hardened instantly, his eyes narrowing with an icy edge.


    A tense pause followed before he let out a coldugh.


    “Let hime,” he said.


    Belinda nodded, retrieving her phone. She made a quick call to Darwin and told him Lucas’ hospital room number.


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